1. As the deer pants for the water brooks, So my soul pants for You, O God.
2. My soul thirsts for God, for the living God; When shall I come and appear before God?
3. My tears have been my food day and night, While they say to me all day long, "Where is your God?"
4. These things I remember and I pour out my soul within me. For I used to go along with the throng and lead them in procession to the house of God, With the voice of joy and thanksgiving, a multitude keeping festival.